I was forced to cultivate immortality when I just wanted to lie down

Chapter 30: A Good Yang House
Xu Qing and Zhao Zhonghe had always disliked each other. The moment they met, it was like a spark falling into a pile of cotton, ready to ignite.

Mr. Huang Sanye was watching the fun and didn't mind the trouble. He reached out to stop the clerk from the dental shop who was trying to stop the fight. He just wanted the two of them to fight quickly, otherwise if they got hurt, there would be a clinic run by their dental shop a few steps to the east.

He wished he could come more often in a day as this was a good opportunity where he could watch the fun for free and still make a profit for the pawnshop.

Inside the pawnshop, Mr. Li Si heard the noise and popped his head out to see what was happening. Seeing the two men arguing and about to start a fight, he hurried out to mediate.

"Captain Zhao, Brother Xu, we're all here to make a living. Is there anything we can't talk about openly? Please don't damage the relationship."

"Brother Xu, why don't you apologize to Captain Zhao!" Mr. Li Si winked, meaning that if you apologize, the matter will be over.

Xu Qing couldn't stand Li Siye's persuasion, so he simply cupped his hands and said in a nasal voice, "It's my fault. Although Captain Zhao has tarnished a good man, I shouldn't have said such nonsense. So, next time Captain Zhao comes to my shop, I'll give him a 20% discount."

When Mr. Li Si heard this, his face was full of relief at first, but when he heard the last sentence, he almost fainted.

Why is Shopkeeper Xu so careless with his words? Who would want the discounts from your shop?
Captain Zhao's face began to turn red and warm visibly.

"Good boy! Don't let me get you into trouble next time. If you ever commit a crime and end up in the patrol office, I'll give you a 50% discount!"

After saying that, Zhao Zhonghe turned his head and glared at Mr. Huang San, who was watching the fun, and bared his teeth and said, "Huang San, you're not done yet! I'm not in a good mood today, so you'd better not beat around the bush with me later!"

Mr. Huang Sanye's face froze, and he thought to himself, you guys can just quarrel with each other, what does it have to do with me?

Let’s not talk about what Zhao Zhonghe wanted to see Mr. Huang Sanye about.

Here, after Xu Qing and Mr. Li Si explained their purpose, they followed a pawnbroker's manager to choose a house to dispose of the corpse.

"I wonder what kind of house Manager Xu wants to buy?" The pawnbroker's manager asked on the way.

"It's best to have a shady, secluded place. I like quiet. Also, the yard shouldn't be too small, and the soil shouldn't be too hard."

Upon hearing this, the manager who was used to house buying and selling was obviously stunned.

Other families prefer a harder ground surface, but why do you choose a softer one instead?
Xu Qing's explanation for this was that he had no other hobbies except taking care of the vegetable garden and planting flowers and plants. If the soil in the yard was too hard, he would be afraid of not being able to use the hoe.

When the manager of the pawnshop heard this, it seemed to make sense.

In this way, the two of them wandered around and looked at quite a few houses for half a day, but there was nothing that Xu Qing liked.

In his eyes, those houses were either too yang-filled or too close to the downtown area. He finally found a suitable one, and the ground under the yard was not rammed earth, but natural hard stone.

If you hit it with a hoe, sparks will fly.

How much effort would it take to use this to bury a corpse!
After choosing for the last time, Xu Qing couldn't find a suitable one, so he thought it would be better to just buy the house on the hard rock bottom and make do with it.

At worst, he could just put in a little more effort, break the stones into pieces, dig them out, and then put some soil on top of them.

Thinking this in his mind, he was about to speak, but suddenly found that the manager of the pawnshop took him to a very familiar house.

Isn't this where Liao An, the traitor, hid his silver? Back then, he used Liao An's revolving lantern to dig out three hundred taels of silver from under the rice jar.

Why did the pawnbroker bring him here?

After a little thought, Xu Qing figured out the connection.

Liao An was originally from the pawnshop, so this empty house probably belonged to the pawnshop as well.

Following the steward into the house, Xu Qing looked around from front to back, and used the Qi-gazing technique. Five-colored mist floated, and the feng shui of the entire house was presented to him without reservation.

Black, white, gray, and even bloody, it lacks the prosperous energy that a house should have.

Xu Qing was amazed when he saw this.

It's true, when he came to collect the three hundred taels of silver, he didn't notice that the feng shui of this house was so good.

It's obvious at first glance that this is a place where many people have died in the past!

Looking at the gray mist emanating from the wellhead, I'm afraid there are still corpses left inside.

Looking at the beams in the main room, a circle of rope marks invisible to the naked eye was emitting black smoke. It seemed that someone had tied a scarf on it before.

Xu Qing asked curiously, "Whose family owned this yard before? I think the feng shui here is quite strong. I'm afraid many people have died here." The pawnbroker coughed lightly and said awkwardly, "Manager Xu, do you also know feng shui?"

Xu Qing glanced at him and said calmly, "I'm in the business of the dead. Besides funerals and burials, I often do feng shui for people. These are the skills I rely on to make a living. Do you think I can do it?"

Hearing this, the manager knew that the man in front of him really had some skills!

"Don't blame me, Shopkeeper Xu. To be honest, this house was indeed considered half-haunted. I hadn't planned to come here, but I've seen all the houses I could see before, and there's really nowhere else to go."

"I did something dishonest. I'm going to take Manager Xu back right now!"

The manager of the pawnshop looked at the client's situation and, seeing that he had met an expert in Feng Shui, he immediately began to apologize.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have left cursing at this time.

But Xu Qing is not an ordinary person, he is not even a living person!

"Wait a minute, why are you so anxious to go back? I don't believe in evil. First, tell me what happened to this house and how did it become a haunted house?"

The steward saw Xu Qing looking up at the beams of the house, and even stretched out his hand to measure his neck. He looked like he wanted to hang himself, and the steward felt uneasy.

"Master Xu, please don't joke. This house does have a story."

When the steward was recounting the dusty past of this mansion, he deliberately took two steps back. Only when he stood at the door where the sun could shine did he feel more at ease.

The story of this house is not long, or rather, the story of each owner is not long.

The story started ten years ago, when this place was still a dilapidated old courtyard. Mr. Huang Sanye from the dental shop saw that this place was not too remote, so he bought the courtyard at a low price and hired craftsmen to rebuild it.

Mr. Huang Sanye, nicknamed Huang Baopi, was a well-known thief in the area at that time.

After the house was built, the foreman of the bricklayer went to him to settle his wages.

Mr. Huang Sanye would never admit his mistake. After looking at the damage with a lantern, he said that the construction was not good and there were flaws everywhere.

As a result, the wages that should have been paid were cut in half!
That's when the house started to become haunted.

Those who rented or bought the house either hanged themselves or fell into a well, or fell seriously ill and became half-dead.

Gradually, some people said that the original bricklayer used the methods of the Yin Gate to set up a trap in the completed house, so the feng shui here became worse.

When Mr. Huang San heard this, he was filled with anger and immediately sent people to look for the bricklayer. However, they searched the entire Linhe area but still couldn't find him.

Now he had no choice but to invite monks and Taoist priests who were familiar with Feng Shui, as well as various witches who performed shamanic dances and sprinkled talismans to treat the house.

After a round of diagnosis and treatment, even though the problems in the house did not improve, three of the Taoist priests and monks who came to ward off disasters and misfortunes fell ill, and he had to pay to find a doctor to treat them.

Why do you think he is so mean?

Finally, someone suggested that since the house was not good, they could just tear it down and rebuild it. Are they afraid that they couldn't break his rules?
When Mr. Huang San heard this, he thought that if the house was demolished and rebuilt, wouldn’t he be paying twice for the construction?

He won't do this loss-making business.

In this way, this house became a sticky commodity that the pawnbrokers often used to deceive and cheat others.

Why is it said to be sticky? Because as soon as you sell it, the buyer will sell it back at a lower price not long after. Some buyers don’t even have the chance to sell it, and the house will return to the hands of the real estate agent through various channels.

After listening to the steward's story, Xu Qing thought that Mr. Huang San was quite wicked. No wonder he set up a stall and collected gifts for Mr. Li Si when they were laying the coffin for Yang Chunfu that day.

It turns out that he is a person who will not do anything without profit, and is greedy and stingy.

Seeing Xu Qing remained silent, the pawnbroker's manager tried to test him: "Manager Xu, this feng shui is difficult to change. If it really can't be done, let's go back and wait another day."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Xu Qing say:

"I like this house, this is it!"

(End of this chapter)